Life is a Crime Wave by J.S. Morin

Author:J.S. Morin
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781643553979
Publisher: Magical Scrivener Press

Aloise Finn lived with her family in a posh ninetieth-floor apartment on Marina Bay Boulevard overlooking the city. Neither Kinneth nor her kids were home. The former had been let off the leash to play poker with his friends. The latter were staying overnight with their grandparents. That left room in the house for wine, cheese, and introducing a new friend to the circle of moms from Augustine Music Conservatory.

As far as Becky knew, there wasn’t any special clubs for the Public School Seventeen mothers. Kids were like raisins in a box there, squeezed in tight as the administrators could get them. Rhiannon’s school was a bit more exclusive, and that came with perks for her mom as well.

“So, Rebecca, what was it like growing up on a historical recreation colony?” Aloise asked, half-empty wine glass in hand. With her crossed legs wrapped in a ten-thousand terra skirt and cosmo that looked straight off a holovid set, she’d taken hostess duties pretty seriously. The rock on her ring looked like someone was missing a piece of a chandelier somewhere.

While Becky had dressed up for the soiree, she and the other moms were clearly social inferiors here. It called into question the musical talents of one Steecy Finn. Maybe it was cynical, thinking the kid’s parents bought her entry to Augustine. But from Becky’s perspective, it wasn’t the booze talking.

Apparently, it was trendy on Mars right now to mix wine with honest-to-God grape juice. While the resulting drink was sweeter and arguably tasty, it barely qualified as alcoholic any longer.

Becky was having to endure this hen-circle ritual stone sober. “Quiet. Like, too quiet, if you know what I mean. As a little kid, there was plenty to do. By high school though, you started to realize there was a big, wide galaxy out there, and you were only seeing the same beaches, hiking trails, and school dances.”

“Did they have sock hops?” Brinda McMahon asked. She was the baby of the group. Her little one would end up raiding her closet for clothes before she left home. Becky was, quite literally, old enough to be her mother.

This one needed a drink. “Too damn many, if you ask me. Those cute little sweaters we all wore got awfully hot dancing up a storm in the school gym. Didn’t mind the skirts so much, but I got off them for a while after leaving home. Just… kind of iconic for the place, if you know what I mean.” She left out her main frustration with the sock hop as a concept: sneaking back into the gym at the end with her date to find their shoes. At least twice, she’d returned only to be caught by the vice principal, who’d seen one pair of boy’s shoes and one of girl’s shoes left over and staked out the remnants of the pile.

Tyler Schiff hadn’t been worth the week’s detention.

Robby Mackenzie kinda had been.

After a while, she learned how to hide her shoes under a bush just outside the gym.

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